When Riley and I got downstairs, I headed straight to the cabinet where the cereal was kept and started rooting through it.  None of the food in there was anything I bought myself. The first box I pulled out was some expensive granola blend that was probably something Anna brought over. Most of the almost edible food in the house was usually something she insisted on keeping here.

I grumbled and put it back when I realized there was only about a bowl left. I wouldn't be able to sneak it without her knowing and I didn't feel like dealing with the hungry Anna tongue-lashing I would get if she found out I ate it all.

I ended up settling on a half-empty green box of some off-brand fruit cereal that Mark liked. It wasn't even close to what I was craving, but it wasn't like there were many other options that kept me out of trouble.

Riley had her heard in the fridge and was shuffling bottles around. When she stood up, she had a carton of eggs in her hand and a pack of pre-cooked sausage patties.

I didn't even know we had anything in the fridge besides beer.

I wondered who bought those and why. They were most likely another Anna contribution which meant I should tell Riley to put the food back where she found it.

"How about this instead? I don't cook a lot, but I think I can't mess it up too badly." She waved them and smiled at me as she looked down at the cereal box I was going to settle for.

I looked back down at it and then back to the energetic blond dangling the forbidden food in front of my face. There would be nothing more satisfying this morning than watching Riley make me epic post-sex breakfast.

My hands decided for me while my brain argued with itself.

I threw the box back into the cabinet and sat down at the kitchen table to enjoy the view. Riley began fluttering around the kitchen and opening all the cabinets to look for what she needed to cook with.

"Why don't you guys have a skillet?" She huffed as she pulled out a few pans.

"What's a skillet look like?" I joked with her.

"It's the flat-looking one." She grumbled and rolled her eyes at me.

"Oh, that one is in Mark's room."

"I'm not even going to ask." Riley's whole body shuddered in disgust.

"It's probably better if you don't." I chuckled.

Riley fired up the stove that never got used and began trying to assemble something resembling breakfast. I watched her huff and puff as she concentrated way too hard on what she was doing.  Her ass danced back and forth as she cooked.  I could get used to watching her make breakfast for me. This was the perfect way to wake up.

Sex and food. In that exact order.

When Riley stood in front of the sizzling sausage patties and started flipping them, I got up to creep up behind her to see what she was doing. It was time to judge if the food would be edible. It all looked relatively normal. The sausage and eggs weren't the fresh stuff my mom always made for me, but they looked better than the cardboard green cereal that I was planning on eating.

After a few minutes of me impatiently hovering over her, Riley sat a heaping plate full of food in front of me. I grabbed the fork off the table and began shoveling the eggs into my mouth.  For someone who claimed she couldn't cook, she did a pretty damn good job with what she had available. There was nothing to complain about other than all the food was cooked and there wasn't enough for me to grab seconds.

Riley sat down across from me and pushed her food around her plate like she didn't know what she was doing. She was still overthinking everything like she always did. There was always something weighing her down.

"Not hungry?" I asked as she frowned at the plate.

"Not really. You can have the rest if you want." She mumbled and pushed it over in front of me.

Was this some sort of test?

If it was, then I was going to fail miserably because I was going to eat her portion too.  I wasn't even going to ask her if she was sure she wasn't really hungry.

I snatched the plate and devoured it without shame. When the last bite bottomed out in my stomach, I was overstuffed and felt like taking a nap.  My abdomen was uncomfortably full and stretched as tight as it could go. I ran my hands over it to try to rearrange the food inside. 

Riley silently grabbed the empty plates in front of me and went to the sink. She began running water over the dishes.  The sink probably had no idea what she was doing; no one ever washed dishes in the house. They were more likely to buy new ones or use the paper versions because they were too lazy to lift a scrub brush.

Riley Davis was absolutely delectable. She looked so fucking sexy doing dishes in my oversized clothes with her hair falling off to the side on top of her head. She rolled her head back and forth to loosen up her long, slender neck.  One of her little curls popped out and brushed against her skin. Little goosebumps rose where it rested and swayed.

She had to be doing all of this on purpose to drive me insane.

My chair made a scraping noise as I got up to sneak in a little more fun with her.  I slid my hands around her hips and lifted the bottom of the shirt she borrowed until I found the waistline of the shorts.  Riley had pulled the drawstring tight to keep them up. I grabbed the end of the string and pulled it loose so I could get better access.

I pushed my hand into the shorts and found her center easily.

Fuck, I forgot she didn't have any panties on underneath. 

I pushed the tip of my index finger against her and began rubbing. She was still soaking with need.

"So fucking naughty, do you need it again?" I moaned into her ear and pressed against her from behind.

"Stop. We have to figure out what we are going to do first." Riley smacked my hand to scold me and tried to push my body away from her.

I grumbled under my breath as I pulled my hand out. It wasn't fair that I couldn't just have her again like I wanted to. No one was here and it was the perfect time to go another round. 

I pouted the whole way back to the table and grabbed my phone to start doing some research. I pulled up the internet search function and entered 'emergency contraception options'. The first thing that popped up, besides the article alluding to the fact I was a horny dumbass, was one that mentioned a pill she could take to prevent pregnancy.

Riley's face grew more and more nervous as I listed a few different options that we had available to us.  There were more available than I thought, but they all listed side effects, possible issues, and things she needed to watch for. It wasn't as simple as I had initially thought. I handed her my phone so that she could see everything. I didn't want to keep anything from her when she was the one who would have to suffer if something reacted badly with her body.

"There's a pharmacy down the road. I can drive us there when you are ready." I said softly, trying to push her to start moving.  After reading too much into our situation, I learned there was actually a timeframe on our options. We weren't in the danger zone yet, but I didn't want to prolong this any longer.

Riley nodded without looking at me. Her whole face was tense as she stared down at the phone. I didn't understand why she seemed so off about this. We both didn't want the consequences, even if they were extremely unlikely.  We had only had actual sex one and a half times. The chances of anything actually happening to us were slim, but any chance was too risky for me.

About fifteen minutes later, I had found a way to get her into my car and we were pulling up to the pharmacy. Riley got out first and slowly walked towards the sliding glass doors. Her silent, nervous energy was starting to scare me a bit. I followed closely behind her, acting like her shadow in case she decided to bolt on me.

There was a gong-like sound as soon as we stepped through the doors.  A middle-aged woman at the counter was already scowling in our direction like we were singlehandedly ruining her life.

On one side of the store, two girls happened to look in my direction as Riley walked up the first aisle. Both of them had their eyes glued to me as I followed behind the beautiful little blond leading me around the store.

Riley stopped in the aisle that had all the female products and the other unmentionables. She walked over to a display of boxes that were hanging in scratched plastic containers and nudged one with her hand.  She stood in front of them, chewing on her lip and trying to decide what to get.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the section for condoms.  I wasn't sure how many were left at the house and figured it couldn't hurt to restock. I thumbed through a few boxes, wondering if there was a certain kind Riley would prefer.  I never even asked if she was allergic to latex or anything. I was assuming that would have been something she would have told me.  I grabbed two boxes of my usuals, figuring they hadn't let me down yet.

"Overkill much?" I turned my head and Riley was giving me a dark look.  She had a much too large plastic box in her tiny hand.

"These won't make it past this weekend." I leaned over and whispered to try to make her smile. I hadn't seen one on her face since we left the house and I wanted to try to lighten up the mood. This situation was a lot more uncomfortable than I had planned on.

"You do remember the real reason why we came here, right?"  She asked and almost hit me with the box as she waved it at me.

"That's exactly why I grabbed box number two." I shook the condoms at her and laughed.

"You are wrong."  She gave me a little shove and then turned her attention back to the package in her hand.

"Go get his number for me." I heard a girl in the next aisle say, followed by loud giggling.

When I looked up, the two girls who were staring at me earlier were walking back and forth in the next aisle, trying to get my attention.

I was amused at how desperate they were to get me to notice them.

I felt hellfire burning the skin on the back of my neck. I lowered my eyes back down to Riley. She was giving me that look. It was the one that I couldn't even begin to explain.  She wanted to tear the place apart and choke me at the same time.

It was a little petrifying.

"What?" I asked when she didn't speak.

Riley stomped off towards the cashier to check out. She was furious over a couple of girls trying to flirt with me. It wasn't like I even did anything to try to get their attention. I was just standing there.

Riley slammed the box down aggressively on the counter. The woman checking us out looked up at her like she was about to kick her out of the store. I stepped up behind Riley and calmly slid my two boxes of condoms next to hers. I smiled at the lady and winked when she looked up at me like I was the devil. She shook her head and prayed for my soul as she rang us up.

Riley pulled out a card to insert it into the machine. I wasn't going to let her pay for all of this on her own.  I knew how expensive our little mistake was. I didn't have a ton of money right now, but I bet she still probably had even less. She worked in a pizza place. They weren't known for their excellent wages. At least JD paid me fairly for my terrible work ethic.

I ripped the card out of her hands and held it up over her head.

"What are you doing? Give it back." Riley complained as she jumped to try to snatch it out of my hand.

I lifted it in the air higher and higher with every attempt she made to get it.  She bounced up and down, trying to get me to give it to her. Playing keep-away with her was one of my new favorite things to do.

"Fucking kids."  The clerk muttered much louder than necessary.

Riley stopped moving and her nostrils flared in anger. She immediately spun around to go on the attack.

This girl was a tornado and I fucking loved it.